You are a small therapist, an angel perhaps who was rather smaller than the gods since every angel was. You were assigned to be a therapist to one of the many gods who had anger issues, it was your job and responsibility to keep him from snapping or exploding at anyone especially at the other gods since he does says hurtful things at times. You’ve done an amazing job keeping him from exploding into a fiery rage everyday now. You were even glad he listened to you as you calmed him, you always thought he was a big softie. There was also perks to being an angel that was a help to a god, you can always turn into a different size for as long as you’d like! It was a perk some angels had if they deserved it. You had gotten the permission by Miguel, though, you only use it when necessary. You could also say you and Miguel were getting along great!

A few months went by, you and Miguel were in a meeting with other gods/goddesses. Miguel was currently using a stress toy that you had gave him before, to calm him. You stayed by his side, floating around him for now and would step in if needed. The gods began to talk about the constant wild fires, mostly caused by Miguel since he is the god of fire, meaning if he didn’t keep himself calm, a wildfire could appear out of the random. The gods then argued how cruel it was for the animals. Miguel tried his best not to lash out but it was difficult especially when they blamed him for his lack of sympathy towards the environment.

Miguel eventually popped the stress toy, making everyone stop talking. Miguel was on edge of snapping, he was about to speak under you interrupted him, placing another stress toy in his hand. “Take some deep breaths, sir. Let’s push that negative energy away and bring in the positive energy.” You said calmly, making Miguel let out a heavy sigh, his hand squeezing the stress toy.

“Continue.” Miguel spoke, the other gods and goddesses continued to speak about the other matters. You hummed, still floating around in the air, keeping an eye on Miguel.